Cliffport

[DMEntropy]

You have all arrived in the pirate haven of Cliffport in the Sharktooth Archipelago. Ezieer's early morning swim has found the Avonia empty of people but full of cargo and everything else. Nothing has been removed. There was some damage seen on deck and repairs made recently.

You are in a lawless city without transport back to Kinrisar and with six sailors from a merchant ship sleeping off their drink from last night.

Now what?

 

[Ezieer]

"Well we need to find out where Lady Karnom and the crew are.."

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf chuckles nervously, "Well, if'n ye ask me, 'ey're more'n likely in 'at big keep up top o' the 'ill. But finin' out'll only do so much. If yer plannin' ta get 'em out, an' I think ye are, 'at'll be a whole diff'rent keg o' worms."

He scratches one of his big bushy sideburns, "I think folks'r likely ta 'member me, if I'm out askin' questions 'bout 'er, an' I sure ain' gonna be doin' no sneakin'. Too big, like. I think all I'll be good fer, is if'n ye want ta go kickin' down da door an rescue yer friends."

 

[morcano]

"I also am not sure as to how well I can help with the sneaking around, as my spells tend to focus on combat. Though I am happy to help you as needed."

 

[Ezieer]

"Well as I's see its... we have two options... get hired on ter another ship... harpfully naught 'The Beauty'... leaving Lady Karnom to her fate. Or we find her or one of da crew. I mean the ship is guarded... but nothin's been taken outa the ship. Even me loot is right where I stowed it. They could be in a predicament.. but they may not be either."

He looks around to make sure nobody is listening.

"Gots two choices there as well. We could go in and ask abouts em or sneak around. Me thinking the first one be the riskier of the two, but we should still consider it. Findin a crewmate and talkin to em t'would be the way to go... Lady Karnom being more difficult and more visable of a persons to be noticed."

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf frowns in deep thought as he scratches on of his red muttonchop sideburns, "Well... I don' know 'bout dat bit 'bout havin' two ways ta go. Way I figger it, worse comes ta worse, we could always try an' fight er way onta one o' dem ships in da dock, an make a getaway. We got six sailors... when dey ain' drunk, an' we might make it."

"Ain' de best plan, I give ye. An' I reckon I don' like stealin', but dey are pirates, after all, an more'n likely stole da ship 'emselves."

Walfilbalf sighs, and shrugs with his massage shoulders. He sits back, and his frown dissapears and is replaced with his familiar grin. "We'll figger somethin' out."

 

[Ezieer]

"Har! Ya landlubber. We could get on da ship... I agree. However, leaving da dock would be another 'ting. I figure we need least two score hand on deck and on the riggin' to sail the Avonia. Any less than that and we'd barely move faster than a drift unless the winds were just right."

 

[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf shrugs, obviously not insulted at having his idea questioned, "Well, mebbe 'at's true, an mebbe it ain'. I don' know. But ah'll bet lotsa ships come through 'ere, an some are like ta be larger 'an others. We keep ar eyes peeled, an' sooner er later, I bet yer a ship'll come through 'at's small an' fast; small enough what we could 'andle it, an fast 'nuff mebbe to outrun them what's likely ta foller."

"But I reckon ya want ta help yer friends, anyhow. An' I don' mind 'elpin' wit dat. I'm jus' sayin' 'at dere are always more'n two things ta do, way I sees it. I jus' 'ope Felicitas smiles on us, 'cause we're gonna need all da 'elp we can get."

 

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[Aguirre]

Walfilbalf leans forward, then lifts his enormous bulk off the creaking bed with a grunt. He yawns, and stretches, then looks to the door. "I reckon' ain' much reason fer sittin' 'bout in 'ere all day. Think ahm gonna 'ead on over ta da tavern, an' get sumpin' ta eat an' drink. If'n ye folks wanna do some sneakin', er askin' bout yer friend, ye can come tell me what ye find out later. An' if'n I hear sumpin' might 'elp, I'll tell ya when I sees ya."

Walfilbalf hefts up his enormous pack, and heads out of the room, leaving nothing behind there. He makes his way to the tavern they visited last night, with ale and a hearty meal on his mind.